

The Paradox.The Paradox
The tears traverse her eyes like worn travelers, wandering desert-men quenched in their own sweat; mountains wrinkle her blue,
weary skin, pushing up sky to rapid raindrops that parachute onto the folds.
Her mouth curls, smiling, raping me with dirty deja vu of entangled love,
and my mind gasps, twisting this paradox
around its digits like a troublesome hair.
.


Serenity in Poet Formthere is no stencil with splintered pen to writeSerenity in Poet Form
on cobwebs and moonlight.
to print
daffodils and lilies on translucent fair and whisper lullabies
to the beautiful ones;
stranded. between band aids and bullet holes
under this butterfly fence.


they keep me saneCanadian beer Mixed with laughter over Staggering feet. Beach fried bodies That are content to be Without love. Fashion prey, Who onlythey keep me sane
Shop at Gap and Ambrocombie. This one keeps me going.
Acward moments with People we don\'t know.
Too much coffee, and Silly attempts at deviance. This one keeps me grounded.
Lonely soul Weird taste, added to Someone whos really Been there. This one writes Exactly how I feel.
These are my muses, My sanity, My survival. Their absence will break me.
--
"frailty, thy name is woman."
isn't good enough.
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doesn't really have the same ring does it? alas not all things can I suppouse. How did your little fox hunt go?
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